I HID NOTHING FROM MY POETRY
I hid nothing from my poetry-
I gave it all I had
My deepest feeling of my own life-
I wrote as if telling it to God -
But who needs these feelings?
And is it really poetry?
All my weaknesses and doubts and hesitations and fears
I wrote and write-
My poetry is my signature and says who I am
What it is others must feel and judge-
May God forgive me for my hubris and ambition
Even in writing this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem